Atton Rand (
stuck_mynock) wrote2011-05-21 06:00 am
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OOM: Atton and Fett.
The ring on Atton's ship looks like it's undergone a renovation of sorts - though the faint smell of ozone in the air suggests this was probably not out of choice on Atton's part. Atton leads Fett in.
"So, what should we set the prize money at this time?" Atton asks, fiddling about with a console by the lockers. "My opening bid is twenty-five thousand credits."
"So, what should we set the prize money at this time?" Atton asks, fiddling about with a console by the lockers. "My opening bid is twenty-five thousand credits."
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Fett closes slightly, taking two light jabs as feints followed by a hard left, aimed just to the side of Atton's head, and a hard right where he expects Atton will move his head.
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He stumbles, dazed and woozy and with his swagger entirely gone.
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Yeah, he's having a bit of fun.
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No, a bounty hunter would never do that...never!